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Saturday, March 18
must be a psychological thing. - Saturday, March 18, 2006
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O+ what my super sonic ears pick up: PCD- beep.
+O msn nick: kelly~*
O+ msn personal msg: okay, no more LOVE songs.

okay, no more LOVE songs. that's why i've changed my blog song. THIS IS MY KIND OF EDGY SONG.

glad to say that we finished our social studies project. sadly, no pictures avaliable. but i did draw the island of singapore. HEHE. come on, be proud of me.

anyway, yesterday's dance performance. okay, i could tell the dancing was good. very polished up dance choreography and all. however, it's a pity i don't quite appreciate this kinda stuff. it was downright embarassing to be walking around esplanade in the KC UNIFORM. yar yar, i know we're SUPPOSE to be proud of our uniform. but come on, everyone's all dressed up. and us? SCHOOL UNIFORM. sheesh.

went for supper later with GEN pple. on the way to the hawker centre, a car stops in front of me. and it's my social studies teacher. she was just wondering what i was doing up so late at night and IN MY SCHOOL UNIFORM. i explained to her and she rode off.

and i reached home to a very naggy mother. she was pratically screaming her lungs out. i guess that's just a characterstic of how my parents vent their anger on me. sadly, it no longer has any effect on me. so yes, i did answer back in a much more civilised way than anyone could imagine me doing.

i know i know, i'm being that rebellious kind again. but please don't tell me you haven't/u're not gg thru the same phrase as me.

the new hot red sofa came in yesterday. psst, i'll jump on it when no one's looking. HAHA.

oh, and i was greeted to a very pleasant suprise two nights ago. i simply love suprises. esp when it's the chocolates i almost threw away.

simon, take care of that ankle of urs. x)

luv alwaez.
kel

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